- 1 Jun 2011
Maybe it's my fault.
Maybe I let you to believe it was easy, when it wasn't.
Maybe I made you think my highlights started at the free throw line, and not at the gym.
Maybe I made you think that every shot I took, was a game winner.
That my game was built on flash, and not fire.
Maybe it's my fault that you didn't see that failure gave you strength.That my pain, was my motivation.
Maybe I led you to believe that basketball was a God-given gift, and not something I worked for every single day of my life.
Maybe I destroyed the game.
Or maybe, you're just making excuses.